A slender ghostly figure stepped on Huaizhun's head firmly under his feet, and his black robe almost blended into the night.
Gui Xinzi worked hard on his toes and laughed a little crazily. His high-pitched laughter seemed to break all the silence.
He wore a tall hat on his head, which made him look thinner and taller.
Huai Zhun was a little embarrassed and messy, with cracked eyes and red eyes.
The man's voice was also high-pitched, as if it was about to pierce people's eardrums.
"Where is Sheng Siming? As long as you tell us where he is, our family will spare your life."
Gui Xinzi is one of the five chief prisoners. He never shows up on weekdays and only does secret tracking work.
He is like a hound, sniffing out the scent and rushing towards you, biting and not letting go. It is the most difficult to deal with.
Huaizhun struggled hard, but in Gui Xinzi's eyes, it was just a struggle before death and was nothing to be afraid of.
Huaizhun said nothing, but swallowed the sweet taste in his throat.
His hand slowly wandered in the darkness, and soon he pulled out the dagger from his waist.
The hand holding the dagger suddenly stabbed behind him, but Gui Xinzi was not surprised. He just let go of his feet and took a step back.
With his back behind him, he looked at Huaizhun who stood up slowly, with a very strange look in his eyes.
It's like a life that you can easily crush to death is struggling, and you don't want him to die so hastily, that would be too boring.
So Gui Xinzi glanced at the people around him who were about to rush up, raised his hands slightly, and those people stopped.
The people of Shura Palace have surrounded the cardamom forest, and soon all the creatures in this cardamom forest will disappear.
In fact, he didn't really care whether he could find Sheng Siming. Anyway, everything in the cardamom forest would die tonight.
In the face of absolute death, fear is nothing.
Huaizhun took a deep breath and continued to pick up the long sword at his feet.
He didn't know if he could go out, and he didn't know how Fengqi was doing now, but it didn't matter.
All he wants to do is kill the person in front of him, kill him, no matter what the cost!
While Huai Zhun was still thinking about how he should move forward, Gui Xinzi looked past Huai Zhun.
He covered his mouth, looking surprised.
"Who is this person? How come I haven't seen him before?"
Huaizhun also turned around, and Fengqi was standing behind him, the moon in his hand exuding a cold light.
Huaizhun looked at Fengqi with a strange look in his eyes.
But he couldn't help but lower his voice, "Get out of here, get out of here quickly."
Feng Qi just took a step back with his left foot, lowered his body slightly, raised his left arm slightly, and drew a nice arc on the wrist guard.
"Wan Shitong has been taken away by Shenchi, and we want to leave together."
Huaizhun originally wanted to say something, but when he looked at Feng Qi's dark eyes, he suddenly fell silent.
A faint smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, "If Master knew about it, would he be mad at us?"
Feng Qi didn't look back, "No."
It is impossible for a person like Yin Li to be angry to death because of these things. He will not be sad for everything in the world.
Perhaps the only person who could make him sad was dead.
Gui Xinzi was happy when he saw the scene in front of him, and he stretched out his pale hand.
"Kill them."
The people hibernating beside him rushed forward like the tide submerging the rocks, unstoppable.
Huai Zhun subconsciously wanted to protect Feng Qi behind him, but Feng Qi had already rushed forward and took the lead in opening the bloody curtain.
Before one person rushed to Feng Qi, he threw his long sword at Feng Qi, and Feng Qi dodged sideways.
Just as someone was stabbing at his waist, Feng Qi immediately swung his sword to block it, and the sound of the blades clashing suddenly exploded in his ears.
Another person also came up from behind and stabbed Feng Qi straight in the face. Feng Qi stared blankly at the blade that was getting closer and closer.
Turning the sword slightly, the blade made a harsh buzzing sound along the lines of the moon.
Kicking away the person closest to him, and then using his sword to deal with the entangled person, Feng Qi kept turning around, dodging, and swinging his sword in the crowd.
It's like composing a unique dance music, and all the wails are playing music for it.
The blood not only dyed Feng Qi's hair red, but also dyed her mask.
All she could see in her eyes was bright red, blood everywhere, and killing everywhere.
Feng Qi turned around and jumped onto the thick tree trunk, once again dodging the enemy's sudden sharp blade.
Her figure stood at the tip of the crowd's swords. The moment she turned around with her sword, blood spattered on the spot.
And Gui Xinzi, who was quietly watching the killing next to him, was still humming an unknown tune and pacing back and forth in boredom.
I finally stood still, bored, extremely boring.
He looked up at the bright moon that was gradually getting clearer in the sky, and murmured to himself, "Why haven't you come back yet? You really can't survive without me."
While he was thinking this, Feng Qi had already rushed away from Ceng Ceng and you and came to Gui Xinzi.
Fengqi pointed his sword at Guixinzi, and the people behind him followed suit.
The sharp sword pierced Feng Qi's shoulder first. Feng Qi couldn't help but groaned, and a layer of cold sweat had gathered on his forehead.
But Feng Qi didn't hesitate at all, turned around and swung his sword to cut off the sharp blade that pierced his body.
Her blade was placed on Gui Xinzi's neck in an instant, and she held back the blood that was about to spurt out of her throat.
"Make them stand down!"
Gui Xinzi turned his back to Feng Qi and did not turn around. There was not even the slightest worry or fear in his tone.
He just raised his hand lightly, and those people really stopped coming forward.
Feng Qi endured the pain and pulled out the broken blade.
Throwing the broken blade aside, Feng Qi took a slight step closer to Gui Xinzi, but never dared to relax.
Each of the five chief eunuchs had great abilities, and she did not dare to underestimate any one of them.
The people who were originally gathered around to change Zhun also dispersed. Huaizhun looked at Feng Qi and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that his body could no longer bear the indiscriminate pain. Knife wounds were everywhere, and he was almost exhausted.
He knelt on the ground on one knee, Huaizhun's head buried low, and strands of messy long hair hanging down with blood stains.
His whole body was only supported by the sharp blade inserted deep into the soil, and he even felt that he was going to die at a certain moment.
Gui Xinzi's figure was stretched very long by the moonlight, and he still looked a little cold and lonely.
"Are you people from the dungeon? You really underestimated the ability of the dungeon."
He may be very shocked, he did not expect that the underground city, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, would reach this level. It seems that he still does not know enough about the underground city.
Feng Qi finally swallowed the sweetness in his mouth and spat out a sentence coldly.
"Let us go."
But Gui Xinzi raised his hand helplessly, looking so innocent and harmless.
"My legs are on your body, how can I still hold you?"
He slowly turned around, letting the blade on his neck already cut a gash.
He just stretched out his fingers and touched the blood flowing from his neck without caring. He actually smiled and put his fingers into his mouth.
He closed his eyes slightly and raised his head, looking like he was enjoying it.
"Tsk, this smell is really addictive."
He looked straight at Feng Qi, with no whites in his dark pupils, only deep darkness.
Suddenly, an inexplicable fear came over, like black water that was about to swallow Feng Qi up.
The hand holding Zhuyue couldn't help but tremble slightly. In her eyes, Gui Xinzi opened his bloody mouth, which was full of sharp and bloody fangs, which was very terrifying.
"I want to eat you..."
His goddess Guanyin is light and airy, as if she has floated from another place, it is so unreal.
No, none of this is true.
Suddenly waking up, Feng Qi couldn't help but shake his head.
But when he opened his eyes again, he found that there was no one in front of him, and there was obviously nothing in front of him.
She couldn't help being shocked, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
What exactly did I see just now...
The people around him had already gathered around, and they pointed their swords directly at Feng Qi. As long as Feng Qi moved even slightly, they would stab Feng Qi's chest without hesitation.
At this time, Gui Xinzi was standing not far away, showing a strange smile towards Feng Qi.
Feng Qi's eyes turned cold, the gap between him and himself was still too big.
Gui Xinzi gracefully stretched out one of his fingers and looked at Zhu Yue in Feng Qi's hand.
"You won't mind if I ask you to throw it down now, right?"
Feng Qi had no choice but to do as he was told. As soon as he let go of his hand, Zhuyue fell down.
Almost at the same time, several darts were shot out from nowhere in the darkness, and penetrated directly into the people blocking Feng Qi.
The darts were inserted into their heads, and red and white ones flew out and scattered all over the floor.
Feng Qi's quick eyesight and quick hands slightly caught Zhuyue before he landed, and he easily took care of several people who were close to him.
Chen Chi's figure was like a ghost, but as he shuttled among the crowd, most of the people in Shura Hall fell down immediately, and even Feng Qi couldn't see his movements clearly.
Feng Qi was slightly startled. Shen Chi's movements were clean and neat, as smooth as flowing water, but they were mixed with full of anger. He wanted to tear everything in front of him into pieces.
After being so far away, Feng Qi seemed to see that crazy sinking pool again. He was the only one left in the world. This was his own carnival feast.
When Feng Qi saw Shen Chi appear, he had a guess in his mind, but he was not sure.
Seeing the person who suddenly appeared, Gui Xinzi finally restrained his calm demeanor and frowned.
Shen Chi came forward and pressed forward step by step. Gui Xinzi was not in a hurry to fight with him, but just retreated and dodged.
His voice was still calm, "Here comes another one. Are you from the dungeon too?"
The figures of the two of them were like ghosts, indistinguishable, and it was impossible to tell them from top to bottom for a moment.
Feng Qi took the opportunity and quickly stepped on the body to Huaizhun, helped him up, "Brother, are you okay?"
Huaizhun's eyes were a little red and swollen, and they were suddenly covered with black and blue, and everything in front of him was somewhat unclear.
He nodded with difficulty, barely able to stand.
Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, "You leave first and go back to the dungeon."
"And you?"
Feng Qi's eyes looked at the entangled figures of Shen Chi and Gui Xinzi, "I'm going to help him."
But Huaizhun grabbed Fengqi's hand, "What about you? Shen Chi can leave on his own!"
Feng Qi shook his head and said firmly: "No, Shen Chi will not leave."
Shen Chi seems to have a huge anger that needs to be vented. He can no longer see other things. The world in the eyes of a crazy person is also crazy.
She pushed Huaizhun away without hesitation and left.
Huaizhun stood there and stared for a long time, his heart filled with anguish, and the sharp blade he was holding fell to the ground.
The weapon Gui Xinzi holds is a short blade with retractable arms. He likes close combat the most. Everywhere he can reach with his hands is covered with scars.
However, Shen Chi did not wear a sword, and all he held was a folding fan.
The short blade collided with the fan surface, making a metallic buzzing sound. The two looked at each other, as if there was an invisible force constantly colliding with each other.
Gui Xinzi had a smile on his lips, and his voice was low and dark, "What a fierce young man, what a pretty face."
Chen Chi's eyes flashed, and he stepped on the tree trunk to use his strength to rush toward Gui Xinzi. The sharp blade from the folding fan struck directly at Gui Xinzi's face.
Gui Xinzi waved his hand to block it. He raised his eyes slightly, turned his arms violently, and clamped the fan hard. Shen Chi's body also spun uncontrollably.
Shen Chi didn't panic. He saw his hand holding the fan in the short blade getting closer and closer. He made a prompt decision and let go of his hand and stepped aside.
Gui Xinzi swung violently, and the golden-handled folding fan was torn in half and fell heavily to the ground.
He looked at Shen Chi with a smile on his face, "It's rare to see people playing with fans. Young man, it's a pity that you have offended the wrong person." This chapter has been completed!
